Driving through Oklahoma and Texas felt almost exactly as it should - I saw one of those dust ball things roll across the highway and there was a cowboy with a heard of cattle a little ways off the road. There were huge expanses of highway that passed through small towns with rows of boarded up buildings. It felt almost as dusty and empty as I'd expected, but had none of the depressiveness that I was expecting from such movies as Feivel Goes West.
In addition to the boarded up banks and diners, there was always a Dairy Queen and a Family Dollar Store. There were always advertisements for fairs and parades and ranching events and cattle auctions. There were quaint shops with local art and artisanal products. There were also always other people passing through. I tried to think about a time when you couldn't just drive across the country and while such a vision is picturesque, there is something magnificent as well in what has been achieved in modern connectivity.
So here are more pictures -
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This is the view jogging in Santa Fe
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This is a random mountain
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Messa thingy
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The clothing selection in a town in New Mexico
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Same town
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Me being happy
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I dont know what this is or where it is
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Said hi to Dorothy
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A cloud that I liked
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